The Moon, The Sun, and Everything Else

Panic

Free verse poem!
AU where Jeremy left Kirstie at the altar.

5 things you can see

She couldn't see a thing except for the blurry lines that in reality would make up the details of the bedroom. His and her engagement photo was unrecognizable, and she couldn't tell you what color the walls were. The room swirled around her like water does down a drain. It was like being drunk, yet she was sober. It was like she was drowning, but she was on land.

4 things you can feel

She felt like she was in an oven, a 350° oven in particular. She could feel the heat of the Sahara around herself, and like one is when they are deserted, she sure as heck felt alone. She could feel the flames climbing around her, lacing in and out between her fingers and toes, wrapping around her neck and sliding down her back. It was hot enough in there that she could've been shaking hands with Satan.

3 things you can hear

She could hear nothing but static, like her brain was tuned to a radio station that couldn't be broadcasted. She could hear screams of devils and angels in her head alike, a constant fight between what to do and what not to do. She couldn't hear her breath, her throat was filled with white noise. Her heartbeat sounded like a drum playing a death match.

2 things you can smell

She could smell the air around her, collecting near her nose like dust. It smelled like nothing more than a sickening film of perfume. The room itself smelled like a museum; dusty, worn to the bone and old. Untouched for centuries.

1 thing you can taste

She could taste the emotion of every sob that racked throughout her body like blood in her mouth. Her tounge was coated with the aftertaste of their goodnight kiss the previous night, like poison. Her teeth were braced with what tasted like swear words and little white lies. And something in her mouth definitely tasted like a broken promise.